Jon, now Joan, looked around the girls locker room. Trying to be casual and not look like she was ogling the female students in various states of undress. She was suprised by how ordinary everyone was acting. She would have thought seeing a girl change to stone would draw more attention. It certatinly got their attention yesterday. She decided that they for some reason nobody had realized Lisa's change yet.
Over the tops of the lockers on the other side of the room he could see a bit of Sarah's giant purse he had left in here earlier. Apparently the authorities had dicided to ignore it for now.
"What's going on?" Karyn asked. "Take off your blouse so I can see."
"What? No." Jon was taken off guard by her request. "I can't just walk around topless. Not looking like I do now."
"Jon, for being a horny teenage boy your really are a prude sometimes."
Jon began walking across the room, checking down each row of lockers for any sign of a girl made of stone. "I'm not Jon right now, I'm Joan, remember?"
"Whatever." Karyn said dismissively. "Jon or Joan, you're still the same person inside. And it's not like you'll really be topless, you've got me covering all the important bits."
"Oh, like walking around with just a black lacy bra on is any better?" Joan retorted.
"Look around Joan. This is a girls locker room. If there's anywhere you can get away with it, this is the place."
"No." Joan replied sternly.
"Fine!"
Joan yelped as she felt a sudden pinch on the side of her breast. "OW! What did you do that for?"
"Take off your blouse!" Karyn retorted, pinching Joan again.
"OW! NO! OWWWW! Okay fine! Fine!" Joan pulled off her blouse. "There, are you happy now! You're out for the whole world to see! I hope you enjoy the view!" Joan shouted down at the black lacy bra that was Karyn.
Joan suddenly realized it had become quiet. The normal sounds of idle chatter and people changing cloths had been replaced by silence. She slowly looked up and saw everyone on in the locker room staring at her. Her face flushed red from embarresment. "I...um...I'm rehearsing a play. It's...um, The Living Bra and um...I'mlateforrehearsalgottago." Joan turned and ran out of the locker room as best she could with the new heeled shoes she wore.
Once back out in the hall Karyn spoke up. "I just want to go on record that that was not my fault"
"Not your fault? How the hell do you figure that?" Joan replied, it sure looked like Karyn's fault to her.
"You overreacted. If you had simply taken off your blouse when I asked you could've spared yourself this embarrasment."
Joan gave up. "Fine whatever, you're absolved. Just never speak of this again. Now let's find Lisa."
"You know, we keep saying that but it never seems to happen." Karyn said.
"It will this time, I'm doing what I should've done in the first place. I wish I knew where Lisa was." Joan blinked as the information entered her mind. That couldn't be right...
"Well?" Karyn asked.
"According the stone she's in there." Joan said, pointing at a nearby door. The words Janitors Closet were neatly senciled across it.
"What's she doing in there?" Karyn said, voicing Joan's own question.
"Let's find out." Joan said. She walked over to the door and swung it open. Her eyes went wide at what she saw.
